Archive for May 2016
Dear Amelia
Letters to Amelia Earhart Over the next sixteen weeks, I will post a series of letters to the legendary aviatrix Amelia Earhart. The notes are written from personal experiences during my senior in high school and freshman year of flight school. I hope they are as enjoyable to read as they were to write.…
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January 1986 Dear Ms. Earhart, Well, it looks like I’ll be attending an aeronautical engineering school in Daytona Beach, Florida. Congressman Hyde did nominate me to the United States Naval Academy, based on my academic scores in school and the fact that I’m a pretty good gymnast. (I used to be better than pretty good,…
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Fall 1985 Dear Ms. Earhart, Today, I decided to be a pilot. I realize that you have retired to where all great aviators go, but I’m writing to you anyway, since you are the only female pilot I’ve ever heard of. (Besides, no one I know has ever flown an airplane.) I went to my…
Read MoreA Future Pill
If you’ve already read my first book in the In the eye of the Storm Trilogy, Spirit Dance, you know about the prophetic pill that is a window to the future. (If you haven’t read what a future pill reveals, please go back to the Home page to buy the book.) I spend a fair amount…
Read MoreBehind The Names In Spirit Dance
Names have always interested me, since generally there’s a great story behind how parents pick their children’s names. I’ve learned that some names evolve from family tradition. Others, originate from a musician, an actress or a celebrity they’ve admired. I’ve also heard parents say “he/she came out of the womb and looked like a…” (Henry,…
Read MoreThe Hidden Gift of an Out
It’s always uncomfortable when someone calls you out on your stuff, but have you ever met a person who has a way of getting a point across without making you feel small? Who’s calm and centered amidst a full-blown rant, seemingly unaffected when being bombarded by another out of control human? Who has the courage…
Read MoreSpirit Dance—The Cover Story
When I first started flying, I didn’t have a lot of confidence. The whole concept of using my hands to lift and lower the nose and maneuver the wings, while moving my feet to keep the airplane coordinated, was foreign, kind of like riding a bike without hands, on a ribbed road shoulder with an…
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